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Chapter 243

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Hoult's words were like a huge vat smashing on the ground, allowing the audience in the arena to hear it clearly.

Then, he smashed his palm down.

The gigantic palm formed by the Milky Way was half the size of the arena. Every thumb was sculpted to the finest detail, giving off a feeling of activity and life. It was as if it was really the palm of a giant.

One should not think that this was just superficial work. Such details showed Hoult's control over the Astral Storm. It was as if every speck of starlight was under his control, and every trace of power was completely grasped by him.

That was why he was able to unleash all his power in an instant and unleash such a terrifying palm strike.

Previously, Hoult had displayed his skills and experience; however, this palm strike completely displayed his strength that could dominate the knight level.

As the naked power came crashing down, the surging air currents let out popping sounds. It was as if all the air was being forcefully compressed out. Wei Leng even felt a little suffocated, as if he couldn't breathe.

Hoult's palm strike was like the collapse of the heavens and the earth. The violent airflow made it impossible for him to dodge. He could only block it head-on.

In an instant, Wei Leng let out a maniacal roar, finally displaying the strength that he had been concealing all this while.

A speck of starlight spilled out from the tip of his sword, as if a star had lit up in the boundless darkness.

This was the new Killing technique he had learned after comprehending the third level of the Pantheon Monument's profoundness — Dark Venus.

This Killing technique was one that the Melancholic Monarch had created in order to restore the starry sky.

That was right. Back then, in order to attain a breakthrough above the Divine level, the Melancholic Monarch had the idea of creating an artificial star and reorganizing the starry sky.

The Dark Morning Star was a Killing technique he had created for the purpose of shooting stars into the sky.

To launch an artificial star from the earth and fly it into the distant starry sky, how enormous and terrifying the power needed to do this? One could imagine how ferocious this move of Dark Venus was.

On the basis of exchanging information with ether particles, Fang Xingjian went a step further in exchanging energy, creating an explosive chain reaction. It was an extremely violent power.

If it could be said that Hoult's palm strike had instantly caused the world to darken, as if the sky had collapsed, then Wei Leng's Dark Venus Star would be like a flickering light in the darkness, wanting to pierce through the heavens and escape from the world.

The two moves were both extremely violent. The moment the tip of the sword and the giant palm came into contact, the entire world seemed to fall silent for a moment.

Wei Leng felt as if he had completely lost control of his body, flying out like he was riding on a cloud. He had a feeling as if the universe had shattered and his soul had flown out.

It was as if Hoult's palm had sent his soul flying out of his body.

His feet kept stomping and stomping, trying to stop his body, but other than creating a series of craters and sending large pieces of gravel flying, there was no effect at all. His whole body was forcefully pushed out of the arena.

Everywhere he passed by, he left behind countless potholes.

When he opened his eyes with great difficulty and looked toward the arena, he discovered that the entire arena had been flattened by Hoult's palm. In the previous round, Fang Xingjian's stomp had followed the weakness of the arena's structure, using an ingenious force to cause the interior of the arena to explode, creating a stone forest with a single stomp.

Then Hoult's palm had used pure brute force to crush the entire stone forest, returning the arena to its original state. It had even suppressed the arena even more tightly.

Wei Leng smiled bitterly and said, "I can't even take a single move? Isn't it just a move that he wholeheartedly attacked me with … "

With a sigh, he sheathed his sword. However, he discovered that his longsword had shattered into pieces, leaving behind only a bare sword hilt. He shook his head and went down.

Finally, the two candidates for the final round of the Regional Selection had appeared. Hoult stood with his hands behind his back, with the Milky Way still revolving around him. He was like the king of the gods, the ruler of all the stars. He stood in the center of the arena, looking down at Fang Xingjian.

"Xingjian, I've just warmed up. Let's not bother about resting time and just start."

Fang Xingjian naturally had no objections. He took a step forward, and in the next moment, he appeared in the arena at lightning speed.

At this point in the Regional Selection, it was finally time for the final battle. The reshuffling of over a million gold coins, Superior Divine Weapons, countless academies, and clans had finally reached this moment.

Tresia Clan's Xiu Yi could not help but say, "Amazing. This Hoult is really amazing. Regardless of whether it's his strength, techniques, Divine Weapon, realm, or Killing technique, he's simply perfect. "He's already standing at the pinnacle of the Knight level …"

"Alright, let's stop talking. Let's take a good look at the ending of this round. In terms of the Knight level, there aren't many who are stronger than the two of them since ancient times. "

The one who spoke was the Forbidden Army's Deputy Commander, Adri. Right now, his attention was also attracted by the battle between Fang Xingjian and Hoult. The two of them had fought their way up, each of them displaying their domineering Knight prowess, which far surpassed that of a first transition Knight.

Kirst's City Lord sighed and said, "Since ancient times, even those Divine level experts of the past, at their age, when they were Knights, there are probably less than ten people who are stronger than Fang Xingjian and Hoult. "At their level, it's already the limit for Knights."

The pinnacle of Knights, the pinnacle of the first transition … The great battle that would decide who would be the number one Knight in the Great Western Region, as well as the distribution of countless riches and resources, was about to begin. Even Conferred Knights like Kirst's City Lord could not help but be attracted by it.

It was because Knights like Fang Xingjian and Hoult would probably not appear in the next few decades, or even centuries. It was too rare and exciting.

Even David and his father, Mongul City's City Lord, could not help but feel slightly agitated. They looked at the two people in the arena without blinking, as if worried that they would miss out on any exciting scenes.

At the examiner's seat, the old and clumsy Luke stroked his beard and said, "This battle is really a fierce one. His Majesty's move has really forced out all the outstanding talents in the world. Between Fang Xingjian and Hoult, who do you think will win?"

"Logically speaking, it should be Fang Xingjian. His speed far surpasses Hoult's, and he can advance and retreat at will. If he can unleash that sword attack which defeated Meng Hao once again, his chances of winning will be over 60%." The one who spoke was Governor Devitt. "However, Hoult has yet to reveal the martial arts he comprehended from the Pantheon Monument. Moreover, he's the grand-disciple of a Divine level expert. Once Fang Xingjian shows mercy and is worried about offending a Divine level expert, the outcome of the battle will probably change."

It was true. In a battle between two people, one's reputation and background were also a part of one's abilities. A strong reputation and background could cause one's opponent's hands and feet to be tied up, to the extent that they would only be able to unleash 70% to 80% of their powers.

Just then, the atmosphere in the arena seemed to have reached an extremely stifling point. However, Hoult opened his mouth to speak. His words seemed to have descended from the milky way beyond the nine heavens, like a divine decree from the gods.

"Xingjian, it's finally our turn to fight."

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